Amanda received her shot of alcohol, her third one, from the bartender while Simon was still drinking his second beer. Amanda downed her shot once again and Simon took a swig of his beer. She got up suddenly and pulled Simon off of his bar stool, dragging him to the dance floor where not many people were dancing, though there wasn't that many people in the small bar to begin with.
"Come on. Dance with me, Simon," Amanda slurred drunkenly as she pulled Simon onto the dance floor.
"You know that I don't dance, Amanda," Simon replied back, his words less slurred than Amanda's were.
"Come on. Please?" Amanda begged, slurring her words again and pulling him to the middle of the dance floor and she started to dance to the beat of the music that was being played.
"Fine," Simon said in response, giving up on trying to convince Amanda that he didn't dance. He tried to copy Amanda's movements without success and then she turned around so her arse was against Simon's crotch. She grinded her arse against Simon's crotch and he desperately tried to keep his focus from the feeling of Amanda's arse on his crotch so he wouldn't get an erection from the grinding.
Simon allowed Amanda to grind on his crotch for a couple moments before he took over, grinding himself into her crotch. They were both drunk from the amount of alcohol they had already ingested. Amanda turned around again and faced Simon. She looked at him for a fleeting moment with what Simon could only describe as desire. She left the dance floor with Simon following her and she sat back down at a bar stool.
"I need another drink," Amanda said, her words slurring as she spoke. "I haven't danced like that in a long time."
"I've never danced like that," Simon responded. He took the last sip of his beer and Amanda called Darren over to give her another shot and Simon another beer. The bartender, Darren, gave them their drinks quickly and Amanda only took a sip of her shot, a change from the gulping of it that she had done with her previous three shots. Simon took a sip of his third beer.
"I still love him," Amanda admitted, "even though he's been gone for a year and a half."
"You still love Chris, Mandy?" Simon asked with surprise, his words starting to become more slurred than they had been before he had finished the second beer and was on his third.
"I do," she replied. She drank the rest of her shot and and looked at Simon again with what could only be lust for him because of how drunk she had gotten from the four shots she had drank. "And I should be over him. Dating someone new. Maybe someone like you."
"Someone like me?" Simon questioned, confused by what Amanda was trying to tell him. "Do you want to date me or something, Amanda."
"Let's go with the or something option," Amanda replied.
"What do you mean by or something?" Simon slurred in response.
"A one night stand," Amanda replied, her words slurred by the four drinks she had, each with a much alcohol content in them as a beer. "I haven't been shagged since Chris died from his cancer."
Simon was in utter shock with what Amanda had just confessed to him. She was lusting after him and found him to be a good replacement for her late husband so she could be shagged by someone because she hadn't been for a year and a half, most likely more because of how frequently Chris had been in hospital before he passed away so he and Amanda weren't intimate while Chris was in hospital. Simon had thought for years that Amanda had wanted him because of their relationship as such good friends and the fact the she had agreed to go on a date with him when they were younger, before Britain's got Talent had started and before Amanda started dating the man that would become her husband.
Now it was true that Amanda wanted him in her pants and he could act on it but they were both drunk, their inhibitions completely skewed because of alcohol. This was drunk Amanda talking to him, granted they were both drunk, Simon less so because he was halfway through his third beer. Simon took a sip of the beer and tried to come up with a response to what Amanda said.
"You want us to have a one night stand?" He asked Amanda when he came up with a response, although it wasn't as articulated as it would have been if he wasn't drunk like he was now. "When would we do that?"
"Tonight," Amanda replied simply and slurred. The alcohol had taken over her system enough that she wasn't thinking very clearly at what the repercussions of her and Simon having a one night stand would have. It would most likely be bound to change the entire dynamic of their friendship if they had the one night stand.
"Where?" Simon asked Amanda. He was drunk enough to have just about lost his inhibitions and he was contemplating having the one night stand with Amanda that she wanted to have with him.
"At my house," Amanda responded, her words slurred as she got down from the bar stool and got onto Simon's, climbing into his lap. "You got someone watching your son, right?"
"Yeah," Simon replied, gulping. He had Amanda Holden on his lap and it sounded like they were about to have a one night stand at her house. This was what he had dreamed about for years. "I just have to text her that she'll need to spend the night at my place."
"Good. Come on," Amanda said, getting off from Simon's lap and she got him off of his bar stool. Simon drank the rest of his beer quickly and paid the bill for their drinks as quickly as he could. She dragged him out the door of the bar and down the street to the graveyard, where their cars were parked.
Simon and Amanda got into the cars, Simon sending a text to the babysitter that was watching his son, Eric, and started the drive to Amanda's house, both of them trying to drive carefully so they wouldn't be pulled over for reckless driving.
<>Hello guys! So Amanda and Simon are going to have a one night stand. What do you think is going to happen during that one night stand and what do you think is going to happen after that? What did you guys think of this chapter and what do you love about this chapter? Bye until the next chapter!
YOU ARE READING
the kissing gate | simanda ✓
FanfictionAmanda Holden's husband has been dead for a year now because of pancreatic cancer, which had already been like a death sentence when her husband was diagnosed two years ago. She meets Simon Cowell, the man she works with on Britain's Got Talent in a...